They agree to a private party

"Well, this doesn't sound too bad", Candy answers with evident curiosity. "Maybe we're interested in such a thing. Where is your party taking place?" Michelle shrugs and flails her arms, nearly falling over in the process. "I dunno, wherever you want! hic Do you girlsh haffa houshe or apahtmend?" - "Incidentally, we have", Candy smiles good-naturedly. "Fine, sho we go were. I'll connybude the boose."

Pulling a blanket from the Porsche's tiny backseat, Michelle reveals an astonishing assortment of various beer, wine and liquor bottles. "Holy shit!" Lizzy exclaims. "Your invitation is gladly accepted!"- "Deal!" a delighted Roxy agrees. "But how are we supposed to get there? I really don't think Michelle should be driving." - "Nah, she would get lost or crash", Lizzy readily admits. "Well", her sister ponders their options. "We could all four cram into your truck, or I could volunteer and drive Michelle's car home."